A Poisoned Mind

Chapter one hundred & nine

“BABE,” a panicked voice shrieked from downstairs, waking you up in the burning sunlight that was raging through the bedroom window. “WHAT?” You screamed back “A MAN IS HERE TO SEE YOU,” “OKAY,” you screamed back again, before attempting to move out of the cosy bed you were in.

You got washed, dressed, and ready for the day, before making a move down the stairs “Aston?” You asked, as he came out from the living room, “in there, baby,” he said softly, as he greeted you with a shy kiss at the bottom of the stairs “what’s he here for?” You asked “I have no idea,” he said quietly, as he guided you into the living room, before leaving you “Ast?” You asked, “This is private issue and I have asked him to leave us in private,” the man spoke with a serious tone of voice that was rich in tone “okay,” you said quietly, feeling under control by this man, who then had suddenly gotten up and sat next to you, before putting his briefcase on to the coffee table and opening it, with what seemed millions and millions of piles of paper, making your eyes grow wide “here... Are your papers, this is concerning your contract renewal,” “okay,” you said quietly “we noticed that you were, meant to leave for America about four days ago... And obviously, that is not the case; otherwise you wouldn’t be sitting here... We don’t know wither you have cancelled your contract, but it didn’t get through to us or you completely ignored it,” “I ignored it,” you said “why’s that?” He asked “I changed my mind that I didn’t want to go to America, but by the time I wanted to cancel my contract I had gone into a coma, and I couldn’t cancel it,” you said, as he nodded his head “okay, would you like to renew your contract?” “Please,” you smiled, as he got out a crisp clean sheet of paper, before handing it to, although his hand landed on to your thigh, making you look at his hand, before going back to the sheet of paper “do you have a pen?” You asked “yep,” he said, before taking out a pen from his blazer pocket and handing it to you, his left hand never leaving your thigh “do I have to do this now or?” “You can do it tonight, and hand it in to the post office, but the deadline will be December the twenty third, or you’ll HAVE to go to America,” he said as you nodded “sure... I’ll do this tonight, with my husband watching me,” you said as the man smiled, before is hand started to stroke your thigh, but then he leaned forward “I’m sure your husband wouldn’t mind you giving me a steamy kiss from your sweet red lips,” he whispered huskily into your ear, as you looked at him “you have got to be fucking kidding me,” you snapped at him, as he was taken aback, before hurriedly shutting his briefcase and hurrying out the door...

Aston’s POV:

Sitting on the stool in the kitchen, I was nibbling on some biscuits as I was reading the magazine that (Your name) had left on the bed last night. I was reading the section about me supposedly ‘cheating’ on the love of my life. While I continued reading this magazine, I heard the front door slam shut, making me turn my head and see (Your name) walk into the kitchen, before she walked up to me, and slithered her arms around my neck, and her cheek lay on the top of my head “what’s wrong?” I asked her quietly “that man’s a pervert,” she said quietly, as I was confused “how?” I asked “he was touching my leg and asked for a kiss,” she whispered, but this made me angry “the fucking bastard,” I hissed, as (Your name)’s right hand started to stroke my chest “don’t worry about it,” she whispered “what’d you mean don’t worry about it?” “I called you my husband, so...” “Did you?” I asked her “yeah,” “would you like me to be your husband?” I asked seductively as she giggled, as she took her head away from mine “of course,” she said sweetly as I winked at her “one day I will be,” I said to her which made her smile showing her pearl white teeth, but then she looked at the magazine “so what’s been said?” She asked “forget that,” I whispered to her, as I stood up and put her on the stool “let’s make love,” I whispered to her, as she giggled “you go ahead, I’m reading this,” she said picking up the magazine, making me give her evil eyes, but I continued to do what I was doing.